Does another part of you, after an intense somatic/ visual flashback (of childhood sexual abuse), ever tell you that you're just making it all up? It feels crazy making. Any suggestions on how to relate to this part that seems to push back against an experience that feels/ is sensed to be so profoundly real? & holding all of this feels so close to insanity- I'm finding it almost impossible to communicate to others how it feels inside my head. Do you ever feel this way? I suspect yes. Seeking some relational space here, I guess. Thank you.